Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
still flame
But they love you on the come-up 'cause you ain't tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That's the type of bullshit that they
love you)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green (harmony)
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (is you by my side)
All,
to understand:
I wrote this album with my dad
Said he didn't matter if he was after Texas Red
But this beat boutta put a heavy bounty on my head
By next Wednesday
get smacked up
By the are-you-N-D-M-see (that's where it's at cuz)
Known as the tough cats, kickin' tough rough raps
In jeans, leather jackets, my
a publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bi-, I even have
testament approved altar boy fisting rape and take me to your leader, long as he don't manipulate toddler beaver .Call me crazy but I'd bet that wasn't God's
Even when I was 2 I knew I'd be something.
I thank God because without him none of this would be.
When I was 8 I was on my "Worst Behavior."
By the time
found! we wish they'd say
As if help was on the way but like the song by RA we play they never came
And they will not
The Cassandras were not wrong
The Devil makes work
For idle hands to do
So keep 'em in the air
Whilst I say unto you
Behold my admission!
A testament to my art
Well, you knew I'd
the war
Opens the door to my soul
The eyes of the woman who loves me
I'd give my own to see them
I'd live my life freed by them
The best thing the world can
boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some)
I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point
baby, the nature of the business is unstable
Especially when your project ain't properly promoted by your label
E'ry album I put out gold or platinum,
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
the Nineteen Naughty Nine MC
Microphone controller, master of ceremonies
So remember why you hate me
I'm Naughty By Nature you're Severed By
its tainted
I'd hate to window pane it
But I just cant explain it
Maybe it get better
By my second year know they calling N*ggas cars
Heard you in your
shattered like a sonic boom
Never thought I'd be hooked Your Highness
I've been fishing for highness
Harness the hue of divineness
Sublime rhyming, I imbue
stalker
Words thrillin', so real they're chillin', the hit author
Gettin' louder than a shot gun, you don't want none
Rhyme pays was the name of the album
residents/ debt was above an estimate/ settling all their deficits/ let’s think about it/ looking back to long before man/ pressed between the testaments/ said
to Ultra 85
Woo
What's up? What's happenin'? Bitch, we live
Probably thought you'd never see the day of Ultra 85
It's been a minute, but, baby, yeah,
go
*taken from the album "The Vegetarians of Love"
*written by Bob Geldof
don?t want no bitch
I don?t want to look at lifetime, I?m fine with fuse
Fuck entertainment weekly bitch, find some news
I like Keyshia but I need some
up
Do work, treat rap like a ripped skirt
Sow it up, rep your hood, nigga, throw it up
You'd been standing by my side for years
Sold out concerts,
me a new blockbuster deal/
For a n***a to live/
Its gon take shady 4, 5 maybe 6 mil/
I done did 6 albums n***a/
This s***s real/
And now you
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